The times we played together, all of us.
We might had never met living in our separated worlds, everyone so different, but we have in common the curiosity to see different lives, and the drive to tell our own story and share it, and that brought us together.
It is so sad to find some of my favorite friends being made to feel they couldn’t stay, and though I do not know the whole story I can imagine what happened, and in a way I knew it was very likely. And it makes me sad and angry.
What I loved the most about you 43ers was your ability to embrace each other from your own unlike each others’ worlds; but I know like in the real world mean and hateful personal attacks destroy what we hold dear, and destroyed that wonderful embrace. I’m so so so sorry!!!

43ers you are still in my heart, I wish there was a way to repair what broke, because I always love happy endings, but even if I can have small groups of happy endings it would be good!

I know it is not all gone, a lot of you are still here, lurking a lot less than I am.
I became a fan of fast paced Facebook, because there was a time when I lived in 43things more than in my real life, and that is why I started to get away a bit.

Every once in a while I come to see your poems and your beautiful stories, and your wonderful ability to organize and make lists.And I celebrate when you complete goals.
I always wonder how can you do it all, how fast you all type and think that can keep up with so many social networks.

I won’t go anywhere …even if I’m a lurker from my 43things, I’m not a goner, and I’ll come to hug you from time to time.

((((((HUGS))))))

Don’t forget me, I have you in my mind all the time, I read every chance I get (not many though).
The time seems to be going faster and I slower, so it is hard to catch up with you all.

(((((( HUGS))))))

I have been so busy that I’ve neglected 43 quite a bit, and when I didn’t I posted things with weird spelling because my mom’s strange keyboard.

I hope all your lives are going good, and this year is better than most, I’ll try to catch up, please don’t forget I love you all.

)))HUGS(((

What did I say???

Thank you thank you Thank you!!!!

THANK YOU!!!

THANK YOU!!!

THANK YOU!!!

THANK YOU!!!

New subscribers! You save me from my unlucky number and left my page with beautiful numbers! Not that I’m supersticious or anything…AHHH!
I love you 43people! With all my heart!

I hope you have fun, and like what you read…but most of all have fun! And smile!And hopefully you’ll reveal who you are so I can read you as well…

)))))HUGS!(((((

I invited him, and he said he has not time yet…

Mark is an overwhelmingly loving husband and father; I’ve seen him grow at it with every kid.
Our first son caught us by surprise; Mark wasn’t ready to share me with a little guy… it took a lot of getting used to; when our second came, Andy became daddy’s boy… and one by one switched to prefer daddy around the age of two.

I love to see him watching the kids sleep, and getting melted by their hugs and kisses…
I was told by a friend of Mark that he has a heart of gold, he will give himself to help whoever needs him, and I found out it was true.
He goes to whoever calls him because of car troubles, whether is near or in another city.

Mark made of courtship a magical time; we were apart for about a year during which he sent a card, a letter, flowers or a package every day…
We had e-mail; he visited a few times, and called me a lot…
He did slow down after marriage with the cards and the flowers and such, only because I asked him to; we had to prepare for the future and there was no need of daily paper when we were face to face to say I love you to each other.
We’ve had our rollercoaster share of ups and downs, but we have ridden together and got out to solid ground.

Mark is also a computer guy, he has been programming since he was 15…
He knows so much about anything that he annoys me, because he will predict everything while watching TV; history, nature, political…of course electronics, weather…science fiction shows even…medicine …ack!
He has all the memory I have not; he can recall events by years, and go back to places that he hasn’t been since he was 4…
I know that even if he joined a year from now he would catch up with entries within a week…
He wouldn’t have to spell check or fact check… I think that maybe Casey would have “thrown sand” at him too in the sand box…I just hit him.

Mark would be cool for 43 because…
He has so much to share, and could use the support of lovely people when he is down, the says he has a little black cloud as he refers to his luck… but I think he is a VERY lucky guy… ehem!_{blink blink}
On his happy days he is a lot of fun and very silly too…
Unfortunately he is not intrigued enough yet… I’m working on that…
Look who is here!
I wrote this a while ago…but didn’t post it, by today…
I think I intrigued him enough. Hehe

For Mark only:

{color:red} TE AMO

I subscribe to adorable 43ers; they are the reason I keep coming back.

My husband says I wake up in a new world every day because I forget so much while I sleep.
But in here it is true even if I don’t go to sleep; this place changes every day and it is new and exiting because you make it that way.

43 was like finding a beautiful shell in the beach, when I picked it up something was shining underneath, it was a beautiful shinny rock, and under it there was a coin, when I picked that one I felt something solid…so I dig and I found a chest that never empties and it is full of fantastic things, and no matter how many gems I take out, it keeps filling up.
Thank you for making me wealthy of yourselves.

I forget what I write in here, and once in a while I go back and read myself as one of my people.
I don’t think I ever wrote so much online, and it amazes me how many of you write at the speed of light and have written SO much more that I’ll ever be able to!

I’m sorry sometimes I confuse some of you, especially because of the ever changing avatars.
I apologize too because I forget it is actual people that are behind the avatars and I treat them as if they were the cartoon they chose to represent them…

Some of my subscriptions are purely stalkish, I don’t interact a whole lot but I drink every word. This because if I did it would mess up the rhythm, it is like coughing in the middle of a recital.

I have learned so much from EVERY one of you, Thank you for sharing the wonderful stories and knowledge.
Thank you for making me smile and laugh and even cry.

All the 43 experience has made me more human, and it also has shown me how true it is that we shouldn’t judge the book by their avatars, or even single entries.
I’ve made that mistake already and was proven wrong.
I LOVEevery one of you.
You make this place so special.

I can’t drop any subscription; I feel it is like getting rid of a child.
I like collecting you because each one of you is unique and some of you take the originality to the next level.

I’m subscribed to so many and every day I get some more because I wouldn’t want to loose track of you.
I don’t read every thing, I can’t or else I will be merged to the computer and the real world needs me.
But once in a while I pick one of you and concentrate on your entries alone.

I admire all of you, some for your intelligence, your wisdom , because you are so free and bold, or because you make earth a better place inside 43 and out, because you are funny, charming, lovable, vulnerable, because you are strong, because you travel and share everything you saw, because you are a good friend, or a good mother, a good father, a cute couple, or just good to everyone, because you are friendly, sometimes I subscribe to those who are just here to socialize they may not have a lot of entries in their goals but they comment on everyone else’s, I love those who keep giving more cheers than receiving and are always wanting to give more cheers than they have.

Some of you are so charming that you make my heart feel warm.

I love to follow the stories that 43 creates when cyber lives cross in the real world and become real connections; the whole thing is better than any soap opera (I wouldn’t really know though because I don’t watch TV that much… I tried and didn’t really like it).

It was amazing to see the spread of the wild flowers; things like that makes people that are very different join for one beautiful thing.
After that one I’ve joined in more group goals and they are a joy ride!
_{the downside is they are time consuming…sigh! I love them!}

The next steps for me from reading you are, interacting with you, click the “I want to meet this person” button, then I would really like to meet you in real life, and last I hope you like me enough to keep being my friend for life.

I hope I get to go to a 43 meet up sometime; that day I will hug you all.

))))))HUG((((((((

I LOVE YOU so much

Inside this entry I will disclose one by one the people I subscribe to and I’ll detail more about what I love about each one of you.

_{I’ll follow alphabetical order, if I subscribe later and I passed your letter I’ll send you to the back of the line, just so I don’t keep pushing back the one closest to Z, it is only fair :P}

I love you…

I started writing for myself; then I started reading people and realized there was the option to keep track of my favorite people… and then I found I was being tracked by others.
No matter what reason you subscribe to me… (…Which is surprising since I’m just silly and childish most of the time…)
I hope that hidden in there I can bring you a smile or two, maybe a laugh…and never disappoint you and run you off.
I thank you for your time!!!
And I wish with all my heart that blessings pour on you like a rainy day in Tutunendo, Colombia.

HUGS

Coincidir

Letra:Alberto Escobar

Soy vecino de este mundo por un rato
y hoy coincide que también tú estás aquí
coincidencias tan extrañas de la vida
tantos siglos, tantos mundos, tanto espacio…
y coincidir

Si navego con la mente el universo
o si quiero a mis ancestros retornar
agobiado me detengo y no imagino
tantos siglos, tantos mundos, tanto espacio…
y coincidir

Si en la noche me entretengo en las estrellas
y capturo la que empieza a florecer
la sostengo entre las manos… mas me alarman
tantos siglos, tantos mundos, tanto espacio…
y coincidir

Si la vida se sostiene por instantes
y un instante es el momento de existir
si tu vida es otro instante… no comprendo
tantos siglos, tantos mundos, tanto espacio…
y coincidir

(Here is the translation by me… I hope I used the right words…)

to coexist

by: Alberto Escobar

I’m neighbor of this world for just a while
And it so happens that today you are here too
so strange coincidences of life
So many centuries, so many worlds, so much space…
and to coexist

If I sail with my mind the universe
Or if I want to return to my ancestors
overwhelmed I stop and can’t imagine
So many centuries, so many worlds, so much space…
and to coexist

If at night I entertain watching the stars
And I capture the one that begins to bloom
I hold it between my hands… although they alarm me
So many centuries, so many worlds, so much space…
and to coexist

If the life is supported just by instants
And an instant is the moment to exist
If your life is another instant… I don’t understand
So many centuries, so many worlds, so much space…
and to coexist

(Second time posted…this was mysteriously gone from my entries the first time I posted…mmm)

Shiny Happy People
by R.E.M.

Shiny happy people laughing
Meet me in the crowd
People people
Throw your love around
Love me love me
Take it into town
Happy happy
Put it in the ground
Where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing

Everyone around love them, love them
Put it in your hands
Take it take it
There’s no time to cry
Happy happy
Put it in your heart
Where tomorrow shines
Gold and silver shine

Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing